It's been two weeks since me and Billy did something. Honestly, it just seems as if it never even happened. Honestly, I thought it was going to be something we did a lot but he seems. Different now, and I miss the old him. I was texting him on the phone and he wasn't really saying much so I just typed out, "Ttyl." It just annoyed me, and I just laid back on my bed with a sigh. Justin, my brother, looked up at me from across the room.
He's fifteen years old, just like me. We are twins, as he was born just a few minutes before I was. I always got to make fun of him for it. "Well, what's wrong with you?" He asked out. He is usually super laid back and chill, something I want to be like. Despite being twins, we acted almost completely opposite of each other. He's super chill and I'm over here panicking over nothing.
I looked over. "Ugh. nothing." I replied, not really knowing what else to say. "I can tell if you're upset, your face kind of changes and you sigh a lot." I thought about if I do those things, and I figured that I did actually sigh a lot when something wasn't right.
"It's just this boy, don't worry about it," I told him. He looked at me for a second. "Who?" "His name is Billy Sanders." "Oh, cool. I've never heard of him." We continued to talk for a while, a lot of it was about Billy but there were other things we talked about. We talked about having sex, and I learned that Justin is still a virgin.
How sweet, but it makes me slightly regret what I did. I didn't tell him I lost my virginity, though. You might think it's kind of strange to talk about these kind of things with your siblings, but Justin is a lot more like a friend to me than a brother.
I was kind of surprised that he's still a virgin, though. Some hoe could have taken him, he's not that bad looking. Now that I'm actually studying his face, he is a lot cuter than I had originally thought. He interrupted my thoughts, "Well, it's getting kinda late. I think I'm gonna go take a shower." He jumped off his bed and walked out of the room. I hadn't realized that we were talking for three hours. It had just turned 12:00.
It was Friday, so it was fine. I laid back and I felt something cold on the front of my panties. I slid my hand under my shorts and felt the soft fabric of my white panties, it was damp. Did I just get wet from my brother? I thought to myself. I felt disgusted of myself, guilty almost. It grossed me out and I turned my thoughts to Billy. I began to feel tired, so I thought that the shower could wait until tomorrow.
I threw my shirt off, so I was just in a tank-top. I reached under that and took off my bra, instant relief flowed over my chest. I tossed the dark blue bra onto my pile of clothes. I unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them off. I tossed them aside and let out a big sigh of relief.
I always felt better in the least I can wear. Sure I slept in the same room with another boy, but he's just my brother. I flicked the lights off and hopped into my bed, I yanked the covers up over myself. Even though I was tired, I couldn't get to sleep. I sat there for at least half an hour. Eventually, the shower water turned off.
I heard the door opening and Justin's voice echoed in the hallway, "Shoot.
I forgot to bring my clothes." I heard him walking in, he pulled the door open. I decided to just pretend I was asleep. Justin took into consideration that I was asleep, so he just flicked his table lamp on. I closed my eyes but, enough to see out of them but hard for Justin to see if I was awake or not. He sat on his bed for a few moments, he kept looking at me. Was he trying to see if I was awake?
What's he doing? I thought to myself. My heart started to beat harder, though I wasn't sure why. Just then, he mumbled something, "Screw it." He went up to his drawer and pulled out a pair of underwear.
As he did so, my heart started to pick up it's pace. Was he fixing to change in here? I thought, slightly disgusted. I felt a hint of arousal building up, guilt following. How could I feel like this for my brother?
This is so wrong.
The thoughts clouded my head. I watched as Justin dropped his towel down to his feet. I studied his naked body, my heart beating out of my chest at this point.
He was rather skinny but the hot type of skinny. He actually looked kind of muscular. He was facing away from my me, I so I couldn't see him from the front. He pulled some underwear on. At this point, I was already really aroused and I could feel juices leaking from my now-wet pussy.
After a minute, my rather small breasts began to tingle as well as my pussy as I got more aroused. Curiosity and sexual feelings had hindered my moral compass as the feelings of disgust and guilt faded away. He angled his body in such a way where I couldn't see anything at all, even when he was bending over and sliding his underwear on.
Feelings of disappointment appeared, but it was quickly dispatched as I watched him turn around and look at me. As if he were trying to make sure I was asleep. He approached my bed, still looking at my eyes to see if they were open. I kept them perfectly still. He whispered my name, "Kat?" A little louder, "Hey, Kat?" He was hovering over me, and he just poked my face.
At this point, my heart was beating so hard, I was surprised that Justin couldn't hear it. He poked my face again. He was studying me, my body. I was laying on my back and the covers were down across my hips. "Kat?" He asked a little louder and poked my face again. I just continued to pretend I was asleep. Just then, I felt pressure on my breasts. I kept my eyes closed, but my heart was beating so hard, I could feel it in my head.
I could feel my face growing hot as Justin, was now, groping my breasts. I tried to keep my breathing at a normal rate, but it was difficult through my silent panicking. Fortunately, it was just good enough. I didn't understand why he was doing this. He stopped for a moment. I heard fabric moving against skin. "Kat?" He whispered again. I continued to fake sleep. After a minute, I felt him grab my hand and move it, I guess to make sure that I was actually asleep.
What am I doing? Why am I pretending to just sleep and let him do this? I thought to myself. I wasn't sure why I was just letting him do this to me. Maybe it was because I was just so aroused. We were close, but I didn't realize he thought this way about me. I felt him wrap my hand around something, it was warm. I instantly knew what it was. He just put my hand around his penis! I felt so tempted to yank my hand away, but I didn't.
I didn't know what was holding me back from pulling my hand away. I felt so disgusted since it was my brother. but then again, he's been through a lot. He hasn't really had any good relationships. He doesn't have any privacy. He also has to live with a girl who walks around in a shirt and some panties a lot. If I pulled away and got angry at him, how would he feel?
I felt like sighing. I felt so disgusted and awkward about what is happening, but at the same time, I felt bad for him. I decided to let him do whatever, due to the feelings of guilt and arousal. After a while of him jerking himself off with my hand, I realized something.
I was literally dripping with juices and my boobs and pussy felt so tingly, in a good way. I was so horny. I wanted to masturbate so badly, but I couldn't. Not while Justin was awake and doing this. Maybe if I jerked him off for him, I thought, No, no. I can't do that! I decided to let him be and do his own thing, I didn't want him to know that I've been awake through this entire thing.
I couldn't help but wonder, but how many times has he done this? The thought of him doing it multiple times only made me more horny. I wanted to touch myself so fucking bad at this point.
Just then, I had an amazing idea. What if.I did the same thing he's doing? After he goes to sleep tonight, I take his hand and rub my pussy with it. I thought about it, I really did. I wasn't sure if my arousal wanted this or I, myself, wanted this. He is my brother, how could I do this without feeling so awkward about it? It would just be for tonight, I thought, It wouldn't be anything to worry about. Justin had cut off my thoughts as he let out a huge sigh, and then I felt his cock throbbing in my hand.
After each throb, I felt something warm and wet spurt out from his cock. I felt a few drips land on my face, but the majority of it had just landed on my hand and a little on my wrists and arm. He just came, all over me. As I felt his warm seed sliding down my arms, I wanted to scream.
Not in disgust, but in arousal. I was so fucking horny and I couldn't do anything about it, not until he went to sleep, anyway. At this point, I didn't really care about anything but satisfying my sexual desires. The only thing I did care about was Justin, I didn't want him to know I was awake. I waited for him to lay down, and I waited a few more minutes. As I waited, I could feel my pussy juices flowing down my legs and towards my asshole, all over the bed.
Now, I didn't care if he was asleep or not. I just licked his cum off of my hand and wiped it off my face. I slid my hand down my belly, rather slowly. I felt my hand approaching my newly-shaved vagina, and I slid my hand under my panties.
I felt my slit getting closer, the tickling sensation of my fingers only making me hornier. I got my fingers over my clit and I began to rub it, relieving some of that arousal. It felt so fucking wet and good, it was insane. I've never been this wet or aroused before! It wouldn't take long for my orgasm, I knew that. I had to take it slow, I wanted to wait until I was certain Justin was asleep before doing anything.
I took my left hand and brought it up under my shirt, towards my breasts. I cupped my left breast with my hand, and I started to squeeze it as I rubbed my pussy.
I looked over to Justin, he was breathing at a steady pace and wasn't really moving. This is how I knew he was asleep, because he always moves around when he's awake.
I slowly got up, careful not to make a sound. I tiptoed over to Justin, and poked him in the face. "Justin?" I whispered. "Justin?" A little louder with a poke to the face. Yeah, he was out of it. I studied his body, hesitant to touch or move him. My eyes kept going to his boxers, I've never actually seen his penis and now I was curious.
I grabbed my phone and turned it on. I raised the brightness a little, just enough to see. I slid my hands under his boxers and raised it, angling the phone's light towards his penis. It's so fucking huge! I thought it was so much smaller when it was in my hands!
Maybe. I could put it in me? No, no! That's too far. He's my brother! I can't do that. Besides, he's asleep. I don't think sleeping guys can get hard… or can they? I decided against it. I moved Justin's hand around a little, just to make sure he'd stay asleep.
I sat there for a few minutes just moving his hand, but he was really out of it. I felt juices running down my leg, it tickled a bit. Fuck it, I thought. At this point, my heart was beating out of my chest with excitement, arousal, guilt, and uneasiness. I slid my panties down. While I did that, they kind of stuck to my pussy because of how wet it was.
I brought his hand towards my vagina. He made it seem a lot more easy because I had to sit there and move every one of his fingers by myself but I eventually got the hang of it, and once I did, it felt so fucking good! I maneuvered his index and middle finger to my clit and I had his hand put pressure on it.
It felt so fucking good, having someone else touch me there! It felt even better because I know I wasn't supposed to be doing this, and it felt even more better because he was asleep. I don't know why him being asleep changes anything, but it just arouses me a lot more than some other things. I slowly began rubbing my clit with his lifeless-like fingers. During that, I stuck his ring and pinky finger into my opening and began to thrust the fingers in and out while rubbing my clit with his index and middle finger, and it had to be one of the best things I had experienced!
Sure, having sex with Billy was great, but this was so much different. Maybe it was because he was my brother and I wasn't supposed to be doing this, or I'm in complete control, or it's because he's asleep? Maybe it's all of them, but whatever it was, I didn't want it to stop because it just felt so fucking good. I decided to sit on his bed, my stomach facing away from him for a better angle and so I could get his hands down onto my sexual areas easier.
I felt my orgasm quickly building up, it didn't take long at all. I felt my nipples tingling, so I brought my free hand up to them and began to squeeze them and roll them around in my fingers. They were so hard and they poked out so far, too! The combination of playing with my nipples, my clit being rubbed and my vagina being fingers, the pleasure down in my pussy skyrocketed. I rubbed Justin's finger against my now-throbbing pussy quicker and quicker, but keeping in mind that he was still asleep.
Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore; the pleasure was too intense. I threw Justin's hand away and I closed my legs so tight and leaned over.
Pleasure was exploding through every tiny nerve in my entire body, I could feel it down to my toes up to my head. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck standing up. I felt far away from my body, I couldn't tell if I was shaking due to the amount of pleasure I was experiencing or not. I bit my lip so hard as to not scream at the top of my lungs, it just felt so fucking good!
Eventually, the incredibly intense orgasm faded from my body, leaving me shuddering next to Justin.
I sat there for a few moments, gaining any extra strength to pull my panties up. After that, I couldn't be asked to do anything else. I sat in the bed, cuddling up next to Justin, breathing hard. My arm was wrapped around his chest and my leg was on top of his. I could feel the warmth of him through my shirt and panties, since I was just cuddling so close to him. I couldn't think clearly, mainly because of how tired I was by this time. I had so much difficulty keeping my eyes open, and eventually, I fell asleep.